When you’re bored of baroque architecture and tales of antiquity it may be time to rock the kazbar on the other side of Campo dei Fiori. Thankfully this Middle Eastern café lacks any screaming old rocker types, perhaps because they don’t serve alcohol. Kick back on some cushions out of the afternoon sun, have a chat over an aromatic fruit tobacco water pipe (‘narghile’), snack on some baba ganoush and lentils, and drink herbal infusions and mango juice till late.